By now most people will have seen the horrific photos and footage from the murder of Drummer Lee Rigby in Woolwich, London, yesterday. The graphic details and images of this crime deeply sickened and disturbed me, as I’m sure they did, many others.
That was the point of this crime. It was a hate crime. The perpetrators wanted to shock and horrify people, they wanted to incite hatred and anger. They want everyone to remember their faces, their words, the horror.
I will not do what they want. I will not remember them.
I will remember this face; Ingrid Loyau-Kennett.
Ms Loyau-Kennett kept the armed perpetrator talking to her for over five minutes, because, in her words; “there were so many people around that I didn’t want him to get scared or agitated. I kept talking to him to keep him occupied.” Her actions, and clear thinking, in the face of abhorrent evil, prevented anyone else at the scene being harmed and could possibly have saved lives. I will remember her, and what she did that day.
I will remember this image, of Drummer Lee Rigby.
Drummer Rigby was 25 years old. He had a wife, and a two year son, called Jack. His mates called him “Riggers”.
He has been described, in a statement from his family, as “cheeky and humourous” , “loving son, husband, father ,brother and uncle”, “He would do anything for anybody – he always looked after his sisters and always protected them.”
I will remember Lee Rigby. I will remember his face, how proud he looks in his uniform. I will remember his family, his son Jack, his wife, his sisters, his parents. I will remember what a good bloke he sounds like.
I will not remember the evil that took his life. I will not look at their faces, I will not watch their horror. I will not do what they want.
They have not incited hatred in me, but love and compassion for a man and his family whom I have never met, but will always remember.
Rest In Peace Drummer Lee Rigby